He’s a bit slow sometimes.
Despite looking like a garage door, this actually leads into the basement.
And directly above it is a window.
This is the window I yell out when I want to take a shower and Mike is filling water and I want to know how freakin long it could possibly take because I JUST WANT TO WASH MY HAIR.
Anyways, those foot prints belong to Mr. Fluff.
He gets all sorts of confused when I yell out the window.
He can hear mommy.
But he can’t see mommy.
And that it not nice.
So until my dog learns to look up (or I stop yelling out windows) I’ll have muddy paw prints on my basement doors.